Liu Yue’s ears pricked up as she listened. Suddenly, she raised her eyebrows, and unhurriedly leaned against the Paulownia tree beside her, coldly looking in the direction of the footsteps which were growing in volume.

The arriving person did not attempt to mask his approach, portraying an air of confidence.

The spring breeze brushed past the treetops. A figure clad in light red with golden trimmings stopped at a place not far from Liu Yue.

A head of waist-long, loosely draping hair was tied simply, spreading out behind him. His eyebrows were sharply defined. Under those shapely eyebrows, his pair of irises were of a deep black colour with the blueness of the sea. Such an ice-cold gaze as if capable of freezing everything their path, but so beautiful as to make it hard for others to tear their eyes away from them.

Like a stalk of ice lotus flower in the snow, incomparably cold, but yet devastating in its beauty.

This was the Crown Prince of Ao Yun Kingdom, Du Gu Ye.

Liu Yue’s cold gaze swept down towards her own casual style of dress. She was not even the slightest afraid of Du Gu Ye, who had exposed his original identity. That gaze in the day, as expected, her intuition was not wrong. It was Du Gu Ye, the Du Gu Ye she had had seen once three years ago.

Three years passed without seeing him, this Du Gu Ye had grown increasingly cold, and also even more incomparable in this world.

Du Gu Ye stood under the dimness of the light, his gaze fixed on the cold Liu Yue. His irises were shimmering, as if he was examining her slowly.

Liu Yue did not bat an eyelid, letting Du Gu Ye look over her. This person was different from the others, if she was not careful, she would be in danger of exposing herself.

She gave an air of one whose demeanour stood above the crowd, a free and easy, handsome man.

This is an elegance that could only be showcased by a man, a magnificence which can only be exuded by a man. This was not something a woman would have or pretend.

But, the feeling that this Liu Yue gave him was too similar, too similar to the little Imperial Concubine three years ago who was astonishing in ability, but not in looks.

The Mu Rong Liu Yue who killed so decisively, and had a surrounding aura of death and murderous intent.

That same Imperial Concubine who was initially unknown, but whose name suddenly became notorious overnight.

It was too similar, if not for the fact that the person in front of him was a man, he would almost be certain to believe him to be Mu Rong Liu Yue, the little Imperial Concubine who was currently supposed to be posted at the borders of Tian Chen Kingdom.

The cold and detached gaze slowly retreated from one of scrutiny to one of indifference as Du Gu Ye looked at Liu Yue.